2224Doe I not thinke on thee when I forgot

2225Am of my selfe, all tirant for thy sake?

2226Who hateth thee that I doe call my friend,

2227On whom froun'st thou that I doe faune vpon,

2228Nay if thou lowrst on me doe I not spend

2229Reuenge vpon my selfe with present mone?

2230What merrit do I in my selfe respect,

2231That is so proude thy seruice to dispise,

2232When all my best doth worship thy defect,

2233Commanded by the motion of thine eyes.

2234 But loue hate on for now I know thy minde,

2235Those that can see thou lou'st, and I am blind.

2237OH from what powre hast thou this powrefull might,

2238With insufficiency my heart to sway,

2239To make me giue the lie to my true sight,

2240And swere that brightnesse doth not grace the day?

2241Whence hast thou this becomming of things il,

2242That in the very refuse of thy deeds;

2243There is such strength and warrantise of skill,

2244That in my minde thy worst all best exceeds?

2245Who taught thee how to make me loue thee more,

2246The more I heare and see iust cause of hate,

2247Oh though I loue what others doe abhor,

2248With others thou shouldst not abhor my state.

2249 If thy vnworthinesse raisd loue in me,

2250More worthy I to be belou'd of thee.

2252LOue is too young to know what conscience is,

2253Yet who knowes not conscience is borne of loue,

2254Then gentle cheater vrge not my amisse,

2255Least guilty of my faults thy sweet selfe proue.

2256For thou betraying me, I doe betray

2257My nobler part to my grose bodies treason,

2258My soule doth tell my body that he may,

2259Triumph in loue, flesh staies no farther reason.